Wang Dang Doodle Band Of The Week – from London
– Lightning Raiders

BP Fallon’s Wang Dang Doodle featuring Lightning Raiders

00:00 BP Fallon & Camille Rowe
00:36 Jaime Coon & Jimi Hendrix
00:46 BP Fallon’s Wang Dang Doodle – The Blind Boys Of Alabama
00:52 BP Fallon’s Wang Dang Doodle – Ronnie Drew
01:01 What’s Up Doc – Mick Jones & Tony James in Carbon/Silicon
06:47 Detroit City – Drivin’ N’ Cryin’
11:15 Addiction – Lightning Raiders
14:34 BP verbal
15:22 Psychedelic Music – Lightning Raiders w/ Sex Pistols
Steve Jones (gtr) & Paul Cook (drums)
17:45 Strangely Strange But Oddly Normal – Dr Strangely Strange
22:35 Sign On My Mind – Dr Strangely Strange w/ Gary Moore
30:55 Camille Wang Dang Doodling
31:00 Slow Baby – Black Dub
35:13 Slow Ice, Old Moon – Brian Eno
38:31 Future Starts Slow – The Kills
42:33 Slow – Tricky
45:55 BP rabbit
47:40 Poppy – Lenny Kaye
51:41 Bobby’s Bedroom – Sean Lennon
54:20 Never Gonna Dance Like Me – Aaron Lee Tasjan
57:36 BP Fallon a tout Γ  l’heure
59:00 Views – Lightning Raiders w/ Steve Jones & Paul Cook
62:28 And the jingles jangling go auld triangling

Camille Rowe by BP Fallon

Camille Rowe & Mick Jones by BP Fallon

The Kills Jamie Hince & Alison Mosshart by BP Fallon

Alison by BP

Patti Smith & Lenny Kaye by BP Fallon

Sean Lennon & BP Fallon & Lenny Kaye courtesy Brooklyn Vegan

Aaron Lee Tasjan & BP Fallon & Lenny Kaye by Crossed Eye Films

Sean Lennon & Aaron Lee Tasjan by BP Fallon

The Road Is A Harsh Mistress: Alison Mosshart by BP Fallon

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Video: Fame in 15 seconds

Posted by admin on Monday Apr 25, 2011 Under BP Fallon, Magic, Music, Rock'n'Roll

‘Fame #9 In 15 Seconds’ written & spoken by BP Fallon
Filmed & edited by Shimmy Marcus
Presented by 15 Second Film Festival

The Shadow Of Your Simile: Shimmy Marcus & BP Fallon by BP Fallon

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Biblical: BP Fallon & Gloria Jones 33 years later

Posted by admin on Sunday Apr 24, 2011 Under BP Fallon, Magic, Music, Rock'n'Roll

BP Fallon & Gloria Jones photographed in New York April 21st 2011 by Tony Mann.

BP Fallon and Gloria Jones had not seen each other since before the death of Marc Bolan in 1977. Their emotional meeting thirty-three years later at the Flamin’ Groovies show in New York was sensitively captured by drummer/pop culturist Tony Mann. Gloria, mother of Marc’s son Rolan, was Marc Bolan’s girlfriend from 1973 until Marc’s tragic death when the Mini that Gloria was driving skidded into a tree; Gloria nearly died too.

The last time BP Fallon and Gloria Jones saw The Flamin’ Groovies was with Marc Bolan – when the Groovies rolled into London from America on July 4th 1976 to play at The Roundhouse supported by this magnificent new noise out of New York called the Ramones… and the world was never the same again.

An exemplary musician and singer and song-writer, Gloria Jones played clavinet and sang backing vocals with T.Rex through five albums and recorded with Marc Bolan under her own name too. And way before meeting Marc, in 1964 in America Gloria had recorded the original of Tainted Love before signing to Motown where she produced and wrote songs for The Jackson 5, The Four Tops, The Surpemes, Marvin Gaye and Diana Ross – plus the classic Grammy-nominated If I Were Your Woman by Gladys Knight & The Pips. Additionally, she recorded with everyone from Ry Cooder to Joe Cocker and even sang on Neil Young’s first solo album. An astounding talent and a wonderful lady, both then and now.

Gloria Jones & Siouxsie And The Banshees manager Nils Stevenson & Marc Bolan & BP Fallon & Sex Pistol Paul Cook choogling to Johnny Thunders & The Heartbreakers at The Music Machine London 1976. Photography by Ray Stevenson.

Today Gloria Jones lives in West Africa where she runs The Light Of Love Foundation, dedicated to the memory of Marc Bolan. They already have a music school for children in Makeni, Sierra Leone – The Marc Bolan School Of Music & Film – in a community that is just getting electricity. The classrooms have been donated by a local church. They are now opening a second school in a neighbouring community – The Marc Bolan School Of The Arts – which will include fashion and fine art. Here’s a video of some of the students:

Gloria Jones – Tainted Love (1964). The song that launched 10,000 dances and had Gloria crowned The Queen Of Northern Soul…

Gloria Jones – Heartbeat (1965). Young Gloria testifies!

Video: Marc Bolan & Gloria Jones – To Know You In To Love You (1977). Marc camp and lazy-river miming, Gloria gorgeous. Pink smoke a go go and lovely Marc guitar solo. Very warm vibes.

Marc Bolan & Gloria Jones


Time waits for no-one: BP Fallon – as Old Father Time –
and Marc Bolan, London 1970. Photography by Spud Murphy

The Marc Bolan School Of Music & Film in Makeni, Sierra Leone

With love xxx

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The Happen-Ins Wang Dang Doodle

Posted by admin on Friday Apr 22, 2011 Under BP Fallon's Wang Dang Doodle, Magic, Music, Rock'n'Roll

Wang Dang Doodle Band Of The Week – from Austin
– The Happen-Ins

Photography by Alexandra Valenti

BP Fallon’s Wang Dang Doodle featuring The Happen-Ins

00.00 The Yellow Rose Of Austin – BP Fallon
00:28 BP Fallon’s Wang Dang Doodle – Ronnie Drew
00:37 Closer Now – The Happen-Ins
04:44 John Lawman – Roky Erickson
07:55 The Devil’s Guitar – Pete Holidai
10:43 BP verbal
11:36 The Kids Don’t Dance – The Happen-Ins
15:31 Clockwork Groovie – The Durango 95ers
20:21 Lousiana Blues – Steve Marriott
24:04 She Moves Me Man – Steve Marriott
28:08 Boogie – Black Joe Lewis & The Honeybears
31:17 Future Starts Slow – The Kills
35:20 Damned If She Do – The Kills
39:10 BP softly
40:16 Die – The Happen-Ins
42:19 Cold Sun – Black Pistol Fire
45:58 Telephone – The Black Angels
47:50 Addiction – Lightning Raiders
51:09 Never Said – The Happen-Ins
53:34 BP almost gets on his bike
54:22 Harley-Davidson – Mary Cigarettes
57:43 BP Fallon bows to the universe
58:27 Be Yer Fool – The Happen-Ins
61:16 And the jingles jangling go auld triangling

The Happen-Ins by Alexandra Valenti

Black Pistol Fire

The Black Angels

Mary Cigarettes

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BP Fallon remembers Joey Ramone

Joey Ramone by & Β© BP Fallon

Letter from America: Sunday April 15th 2001
Reprinted from The Irish Times April 24th 2001

I’m sorry to have to tell you that the Mayor Of The East Village Joey Ramone died this afternoon. He died from lymphatic cancer. His mum Charlotte said he was listening to U2’s In A Little While in his room at New York Presbyterian Hospital when he died. “Just as the song finished, Joey finished,” Charlotte said. He was 49.

Only a month or so ago I saw him on his perambulations, gangling down St. Mark’s Place, this rubbery creature who towered giraffe-like above the gaggle of excited Japanese girls who formed a moving clucking mass around him as he walked. And as he walked his neck craned down to meet their smiling upturned faces, this most unlikely – and enormously likeable – apostle of cool, mane of black hair blowing this way and that, automatic hand tugging it back, those yellowy-orange prescription shades like the bottoms of milkbottles that when the light hit them in a certain way you would see those bulbous eyes that he hid from the world, these eyes still excited by the quest but equally – more? – still shy and self-effacing.

Just a pop singer…

Just the singer in the fastest, blastest, tightest, rockin’est, coolest band of their magic moments.

Just fucking Joey Ramone.

First time I saw Joey was at the Roundhouse in 1976 when the Ramones blitzkrieg bopped into London for the very first time, waving a ‘Gabba Gabba Hey!’ placard and taking no prisoners. It was the Bicentennial Fourth Of July, a fact trumpeted by these feisty young American invaders from Queens, New York. Bloody hell.

The Ramones nailed ev’ryone to the wall.

Johnny’s chainsaw guitar, legs apart, moptop flying. Dee Dee’s barked exhortations of “1,2,3,4!” Tommy attacking the drums like the bloke from Black Sabbath on Lemmy-quality speed.

And in the middle at the front at the mic stand stands the human stick insect Joey Ramone, a mess of hippy hair at British punkdom’s Damascus, the hand holding the mic drowned by this scraggly waterfall of Woodstock visual, the face virtually absent, this humanoid freak looking like a geek and singing like Adonis.

Make no mistake, Joey was a romantic.

The Ramones sound, it was like a stripped-down Phil Spector record, speeded up and the sweetening gone and the naked engine snarling, heavenly choir transformed into gutter-gaunt revving roadster, this little monster hot-rod racing, rockin’ tough and hard. Hoodlum music with a smile, delinquent teen vignettes like Teenage Lobotomy and Beat On The Brat and Cretin Hop and Gimme Gimme Shock Treatment. Gene Vincent, the punk from Norfolk, Virginia who’d scored with Be Bop A Lula twenty years earlier, even Gene Vincent couldn’t have said it better. Really, the titles say it all, fast and funny and to the point. I Wanna Be Sedated. Sheena Is A Punk Rocker. Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue. Classics…

And on top of this full-speed full-tilt amped-up electric mayhem there’s this voice of pop that when Phil Spector finally got to produce the Ramones – ‘cos he did and even if it was mad and even if it was crazy which of course it was because that’s just the way it is sometimes with ol’ Uncle Phil, well it was fated and that’s it. Anyways… down the line Phil gets to produce the Ramones and he takes this Joey voice,
this perfect pop voice for today people and he melds it to Baby, I Love You and God forgive me but it’s as good as Ronnie Spector’s immaculate vocal on the Phil Spector-produced original by The Ronettes. But while Mrs. Spector had sang it with wet-lipped joy and celebration, in Joey’s reading it was as if he was pleading his love. It was beautiful.

Last time I saw Joey sing was with Ronnie Spector. Ronnie sang Don’t Worry Baby and then they did a song written by one of Joey’s peers, Johnny Thunders, a song Joey had produced for Ronnie Spector’s new EP, Johnny’s song You Can’t Put Your Arms Around A Memory…

There on St. Mark’s Place we nodded greetings at each other.

Joey had always been one of those characters who you weren’t really sure if they actually remembered you or not, he seemed so gently affable but kinda out there at the same time.

The Boomtown Rats did a tour, their first tour of England proper, supporting Talking Heads and the headliners the Ramones, in 1977. Joey was the same then, Mr. Vagueout dreamin’ his dreams, charismatically freakish on stage and genuinely sweet to the ever-awed fans who crowded into the dressing-rooms after ev’ry show.

Then another BP charge with the unlikely name of Snips, a mate of Chris Spedding who’d sung with Ginger Baker, Snips landed the support on the latest Ramones tour. This is ’78. On the plane to Belfast I find myself sitting next to Johnny Ramone, Mike Clark Byrds hair framing a tight face. “How old are you?” I say idly (as one does…). Johnny thinks about this for a while, then ponders the question a bit more, then drifts into further cogitation. Finally, he takes in air and says, with great consideration, “Mid twenties”.

Dee Dee was another story altogether (see BP Moves Into Chelsea Hotel, Dee Dee Visits. Weird scenes from inside the goldmine vol. 69).

Anyways, when the plane gets to Belfast – this is the gig before the epochal Dublin gig at the State Cinema in Phibsboro – when the plane gets to Belfast all the Ramones, this cartoon rock’n’roll band of hair and leather jackets and ripped jeans, they scruff into a scruffy van and their manager Linda Stein, she swans into a flash limo. Ah, rock’n’roll high school…

After that Ronnie Spector gig here in New York at Life in the West Village a year and a bit ago, Arturo Vega the Ramones lighting guy from the year zero, he does all their graphics and stuff, he’s introducing me to Joey yet again,”Uh, you know BP Fallon?” “Yeah, you were on the tour we did with Snips,” Joey deadpans back drily, quick as a button and on the button too, memory sharp as an owl’s. “You used to wear a short green velvet robe, didn’t you?”

So on St Mark’s Place a few weeks back, we nod our greetings and amble on by.

I never thought I’d never see him again. God bless Joey Ramone. Gabba Gabba Hey!

– BP Fallon, East Village NYC April 15th 2001.

Joey Ramone and fan at CBGB by & Β© BP Fallon 2000

Ronnie Spector & Joey Ramone by & Β© BP Fallon 1999

Debbie Harry & Joey Ramone from Punk Magazine 1976

Joey Ramone’s 50th Birthday Bash in New York 2001

Audio: Joey & Dee Dee Ramone sock it to Russia
in The BP Fallon Orchestra

Just kids: Dee Dee & Joey via Phyllis Stein’s Facebook

Not kids anymore: Joey, Ronnie, Keith & Dee Dee

Joey Ramone May 19th 1951 – April 15th 2001
Dee Dee Ramone September 18th 1951 – June 5th 2002
Johnny Ramone October 8th 1948 – September 15th 2004
God Bless Da Brudders x
and Linda Stein April 24th 1945 – October 30th 2007

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